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Now, check this out.. Touch, Mr. Rossi.. (whassup)I gets a page from the breezy, right? (right)She like "eh yo, yo, can you put me on the list plus four?"Helllll Nawwww!No, no, no... no, no.. that's rightDon't even trip.. here's the songEverybody want to live lavishBut it's not possible unless you really got cabbageMe, I'm a savage, so I'm gonna have itEverybody wants V.I.P. wit the baggageMe, plus one (No!) me, plus two (No!)Me, plus three, can you get us in the door? (No!)When I was a patron, all I got was hatin'Now, everybody want to smile in my face, but...[Chorus: Repeat 2X]Not everyone can be V.I.PSome of why'all just can't ride wit meDon't even trip when we hit the do'And if you act funny, better give 'em some doughWhen I step up in the place, people recognize my faceThey don't even check to see if there's a weapon on my waistAnd remember.. I'm doin' what I told you beforeMan, I ain't waitin' in this line, I'm bout to go through the doorLetras de cancionesNow, I don't mind sippin' Mo, but I love the 'YacMami, the line here is long and the club is packedI'm breakin' the dress code while sippin' the X-ONow I'm ready to unload, come on, ma, let's go, whoaLifestyles, kinda crazy, lazyChicken heads see me, actin' like I'm Jay-ZChange the game, say my name, platinum chainCan't wait in line, plus you know it's bout to rainAsk the man at the door, is it cool?And if not, slide him this, you know just what to doBut uh, I don't trip, it ain't all about me'Cause not everyone can be V.I.P[Chorus: Repeat 2X)]When I'm at the club, fools want to be like meSpendin' they rent dough, just to match my cheeseHennessey, Hennessey, Long Island iced teaIf you buy one mo', you'll be out on the streetsI'm Playa Lo, baby, and that's the gangI'm V.I.P. status just because of my nameI steps right in wit a devilish grinI told you cats last time I like to stay on cloud tenSippin' bumpy face water, at the club freakin' ya daughterIf she takes one mo' drink, sorry, man, I got herI'm wearin' Prada, sike, nigga, I ain'tBut the clothes that I wear just might make ya faintI'm iced out, rollin' candy paintHey, put me on the list, dog! Naw, dog, I ain't!Paid him a couple dollars and getcho ass inIf you ain't got no gold, there goes ya girlfriend, I'm a playa!I came to get a hoe, I rock that big iceMy name is Livio, I got to live lifeI got this thick chain, I kick that sick gameI make my own ends, I ride on chrome rimsA bunch of chicken heads outside kickin' eggsMy dogs is feelin' hungry, that's why we gettin' fedBelieve it, I run this, you cannot be by meAnd don't even bump this if ya not V.I.P., woo[Chorus: Repeat 2X)]So many chicken heads, we can't get you in, we can't get you inSo many chicken heads, we can't get you in, we can't get you inSo many playa haters, we can't show you love, we can't show you loveSo many playa haters, we can't show you love, we can't show you love From Letras Mania